A/N: Okay, heres the sequel! If you didnt read the first one, you probably should read that before reading this, or you will probably be quite confused. I dont have much done on this story, so hopefully posting it will help me to start writing more of it. R&R!

Chapter 1: A Surprising First Day

"John Carter, is that you?" she asks, walking into County General's ER, her new place of employment.

He turns around and sees her for the first time in fifteen years. Of course they had kept contact at first, but eventually they did lose contact like all old friends do. He goes over and hugs her. "How did you wind up here?" he asks her.

"It's a long story, but I didn't know you worked here."

"Why don't we go in the lounge, talk a little, catch up on things."

"Sure, but first I have to kind of get caught up on how things run around here."

"Oh. Well, I'm not really doing much, want me to show you?"

"I think Haleh is supposed to."

Haleh walks over to Abby, ready to show her around the ER. "Um, okay, well why don't we go for coffee after you're acquainted with everything?" he asks her.

"Sounds good," she tells him, jogging to catch up with Haleh.

Abby's POV

I try to convince myself that marrying Richard was one of my worst ideas, but somehow I think rekindling my relationship with Carter is. I left him and Evergrove years ago, and we never really talked about what happened because I kind of ran away from everything.

After I'm done with the grand tour of the ER and my very long shift, I go to the lounge, almost hoping Carter isn't there so we don't have to talk about things. Of course he is, so I guess we are just gonna have to talk about what happened. Yeah, after fifteen years of avoiding this, we are gonna talk now. We go to Doc Magoo's, this little diner across the street. We sit down at a booth and order some coffee.

"I guess we should talk about things," he says.

"It was fifteen years ago," I say, getting annoyed that he was gonna bring this up now.

"I know," he says, swiveling the coffee around in his mug.

"So what's there to talk about? We lost a baby Carter. We were what, sixteen? How were we supposed to care for a baby anyways?"

"We had a plan."

"Yeah, but we didn't have the baby. Our plans changed," Gosh, why were we having this conversation?

"You could've stayed."

"I didn't want to!" I tell him, raising my voice a tad bit too much. This wasn't the right time or place for us to talk about this. I try to calm down a bit. I didn't like talking about this. "Can we… go somewhere else to talk?" I ask.

"Sure," he says, tossing a five onto the table. We walk out into the crisp night air. "Where do you want to go?" he asks.

"My place okay?" I ask him.

"Sure, let's go."

We arrive at my apartment a few minutes later. The walk there was completely silent, each not wanting to say something to upset the other. I open the door and we step in. Boxes are everywhere because I just moved.

"Coffee okay?" I ask as he goes to sit on the sofa. I go and sit down next to him.

"Abby-" he begins. I really didn't feel like talking about this.

I cut him off. "John," I pause, trying to choose my words carefully. "The past is the past. Let's leave it at that." I get up and walk off, leaving him there speechless.